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Chapter 176 Jing Si

This article was written 30 years ago. At that time, Tan Qiuyan was not born yet, and she didn't think she was very important.

As it is now, she only has a small base. For other large bases with a population of several 10, they only have a few hundred people, which is not enough for people to squeeze their teeth.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence, Tan Qiuyan analyzed the current situation of the major forces and the living dead.

Extreme weather is a devastating blow to the current flesh and blood humans and various blue star animals.

Regardless of Tan Qiuyan's presence or absence, this situation is inevitable, and the living dead can withstand severe cold because of their special blood status, but they are actually of the same origin as humans.So this gatha can be said to be right, or it can be said to be wrong.

They are just humans who have evolved in advance. Tan Qiuyan thinks that Zhong Shumin is a typical example. She exists between the two states.

After the end of the world, the number of people who burn incense in Tianshi Temple has been reduced by more than half. The current severe drought and the rumors of the upcoming extreme cold have made Tianshi Temple even more deserted.

It is not enough to make ends meet. Fortunately, the Tianshi Temple allows Taoists to return to the vulgar. Now there are only a few sporadic ten people in such a huge temple.

Abbot Shiwu was reluctant to give up the ten fellow disciples, and the underground fortress in City R had also been built, and he had Bigu Pill again, so he felt confident.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Tan Qiuyan asked him for a box of yellow paper and a jar of cinnabar.

When Abbot Shiwu sent Tan Qiuyan and the boy out, he suddenly slapped his head: I forgot that Nephew Jingsi set off to find Tan Qiuyan yesterday.

He looked at the sky, it was already too late, and he wasted time going back and forth.Smiling wryly, maybe this is God's will, he looked at Shi Qi's wing, feeling inexplicably guilty.

He stroked his beard and coughed, "Taoism is natural." With one hand behind his back, he walked into the temple.

Jing Si didn't know it, he was once again ignored by Daoist Shiwu Shiwu.

One person and one car, he set off yesterday afternoon, and he has already driven nearly half of the distance.

Resting in the car last night, killing a few undead who approached his car, he didn't get a good rest all night.

Having escaped from a siege just now, Jing Si regretted that she had taken care of herself. If she had brought a helper, she wouldn't be in such a mess. She had to drive and beware of any danger that would come at any time.

After looking at the navigation, we will be able to arrive at Fengshan Town tomorrow afternoon.He breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his sleepy eyes.In the passenger seat were his weapons, a suppressed pistol and a long knife.

There were more situations on the highway, and he was naturally cautious when traveling alone.

Not only have there been more cars on the road, but there are also more traces of the living dead. The people who are still outside are exactly the same as the people at the beginning of the last days. They are all for survival, especially for some small bases. There is a way out.

Order broke down again.People in some small bases during the escape, usually headed by supernatural beings, got entangled with a group of evildoers, used crooked brains, set up checkpoints on the road, and plundered by force, so that they can be rich after taking refuge in big forces. life.

There were a few boulders at the intersection in front of him. He looked at the distance between the cars, and it was certain that he would not be able to pass. The long knife was inserted into the scabbard on the back, and the pistol was inserted into the holster on the calf.

The adrenaline was pumping, and his anger was ignited. This was the second man-made incident on the road.

He has good eyesight, and stopped the car when he saw the boulder from a distance. He opened the car door and jumped into the grass. The grass here was very deep, covering his figure.There was a gunshot, and the bullets passed through the iron railing indiscriminately.

After a while, I saw five people with weapons in their hands, and rushed over in a panic, "Let this kid slip away! Damn it." The leader was a bald man, and behind him a young man with brown mixed hair stepped forward to open the car door , "Count him lucky."

The next three went to check the trunk.

It may be that this group of people is used to going smoothly, and they are not even vigilant, and they fight against supplies from the car on their own.

The brown miscellaneous hair laughed loudly: "This kid has something!" The car is equipped with solar panels, an outdoor generator, a box of nutrition cream, a box of clean water, and a bucket of spare gasoline.

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound of bullets entering the body, and blood spattered from Scruffy's temple, and the bald head shouted: "Fuck, lie down, lie down!"

I saw that two of the three people behind the trunk had already fallen down. Jingsi's marksmanship was excellent. Her bald head was terrified. trend.

There was a squeaking sound from the left side of the grass, and he shouted: "Left, he's on the left!" The only remaining man lying beside the trunk raised his gun and fired wildly at the place where the grass was shaking.

It wasn't until the magazine was empty that he asked in a sweat-stained trembling voice, "Brother, did you hit it?"

"I don't know, you go and have a look." The bald head shrank back.

His subordinates pulled out a dagger and put the gun into the back pocket of his trousers. Then he got up tremblingly, bowed his waist, and was pulled into the grass by a hand just as he reached the iron railing. Before the dagger had time When he lifted it up, he was stabbed in the throat by a long knife, and died without a word.

Immediately, the bald head fired a few bullets, all of which were blocked by his corpse, followed by a roll, and entered the depths of the grass again.

Jingsi was also helpless, in the previous ambush, only the last three bullets were left.

Jing Si touched the spare magazine on the body of the corpse, it was empty, and said secretly, only to hear the trembling voice of the bald head asking: "Which hero, I surrender.".

Jing Si looked at his rolling eyes in the grass, trying to find out his location.

Jing Si touched the dropped dagger to her hand, and threw it forcefully in the opposite direction.

The gunshot rang out, and the bald head fired three shots in the direction of the dagger, but he had no chance to fire a fourth shot.A figure quickly sprang out from the grass.A bloody long knife flashed coldly...

Jing Si walked to the side of the bald head, and took out the spare magazine on his body, this time it was okay, it was full of bullets.It's the same model as my own gun, so I don't need to change the gun, after all, it's easy for him to use.

After loading the magazine, he got into the car again and drove to the boulder. Instead of getting out of the car, he took out a piece of talisman and muttered something. After a while, the talisman spontaneously ignited without fire.

A gust of wind whizzed past the road, bringing out countless dust, and boulders rolled down to the side of the road, leaving a spacious passage.

Jing Si in the car hastily closed the window, and still coughed a few times, the dust brought up by the tornado was too much.

Before the dust settled, he kicked the accelerator and drove forward.

(End of this chapter)